Does Belle Have Stockholm Syndrome の小説・ストーリー

“Brother, I will marry her! Belle is a wonderful woman and I want to take care of her if she will allow me to. This way she won’t feel desperate and she won’t think about suicide again.” “Why are you talking about suicide?” Shawn asked him totally perplexed. “Shawn,” Billy said almost whispering the words, “haven't you notice that she didn't even try to defend herself while Andrew was hitting her? If she did, her arms and hands would be covered in defensive wounds.” Billy paused when he heard Shawn groan like a wounded animal. “She knew that her father would not forgive her... maybe she even wanted to be killed by him. Therefore, to avoid unnecessary gossip, I will offer Belle my protection.

As if proving my point, she walks towards me and says. "Hi am Belle, you shouldn't be scared I see you in a lost of distress you can come take cover in our she'd till the rain stops" Belle says to me through the mind like as she access my body with her eyes. "Besides you don't seem in a good condition to be running under this weather, and you might not meet a friendly wolf like we next time" she says, as a way of trying to warn me of what might happen if I turn down her offer. I knew she was right and I had no other choice but to trust her and to go with her.

I said as I noticed the blood dripping down her hand from a bullet graze on her arm. Séda chin hardened as her gaze darted to the injury. "This is nothing that I cannot take care of myself Belshar. And I am sure I am going to survive since Bella here used herself as a human shield for me. She got the worst of it, poor girl," Séda said, and I glanced in the direction where Bella, who was on a stretcher, her arm bandaged, lay. The doctor was working on the side of her stomach where I was sure she'd been grazed by a bullet. I cussed inwardly.

Belle's POV ______________ Three days. Thats how long I've been in custody. They asked me a whole bunch of questions and I told them everything I could. Apart from anything involving the game that is. I had to say I was on a date with him right before he attacked me telling me he was the carver. Well.. that's the summary of it atleast. I got off with murder under the basis of 'self defense'. I've also been told that Bev was taken to a hospital where she once in a while regains consciousness for some hours daily, but the doctors say she'll live...

huhuhu. Bela then burst into tears expressing her emotions after she was silent in fear, but looking at Zia, who kept looking at her with a firm aura made Bela surrender until she finally cried and hugged her. ''I know... I'm the same as you, I'm afraid... Come here, let me see first!'' Zia shouted to calm Bella and try to take care of her. ''Zia... How?'' Bela asked. Her face was very pale with a fever. Most likely she had a fever because of the wound she had received. Bela is also scared and experiencing mental stress. She is traumatized.

Even though the images in my mind seem to be the perfect view, I force myself to return to reality. I am one of the unfortunate five bought in action by Count Vladimir himself. We lost one girl in the last two years because she had the misfortune to come of age just weeks before Vladimir bought us. While we were thrown into so-called rooms, they took Belle to Vladimir's chambers, but she never left. Perhaps she did, but in that case, someone carried her lifeless body out of there. The other girls weren't allowed to see that or say goodbye to their friend.

“This is Belle. She was innocent of everything, so I gave her the choice to separate just as and hundreds of the Blacktree wolves did. We’ll ensure that Belle is taken care of. I’m sure that Peyton will enjoy seeing her.” I went and sat next to Freya. I understood her a little bit better now. She had been brainwashed by her sadistic uncle. He ruined everything that she could have been. I honestly believed that she would have been a different person had Heath never gotten involved. I would not say that she would have been a great person, but we would never get the chance to know for sure.

I blew the hair out of my face but my efforts were to no use. Unexpectedly, Ryder placed my unruly strands away from my face and I averted eye contact. "Thankyou." I say. "You look horrible, why would you go out of the house like that." Well that hurt, I thought I looked nice. My eyes welled up and I tried to get out of his hold. "Stop." He said and held me in place. "Why so you could bully me even more." I retorted, he smiled at me as if proud that I stood up to him. It was rare to see Ryder smile, it was so genuine and showed another side of him. Doesn't erase the fact that he's a psycho who feeds off my pain.

But I must admit that he is really gentle these days except when he thinks that I am the murderer. No, no, no... Am I insane? How can I make an excuse for Cody’s torture? He just tried to smother me to death. Even though he kind of apologized later, I can not forget that The first thing he can not think of where he is angry is to kill me. I am still nothing in his mind. He still thinks that he can trace me in whatever ways he likes. I can not forget this. I should always tell me he is different for me and he is not really loving me. Otherwise, I may get some mental illness such as Stockholm syndrome that I have seen before in books. I can not be that cheap!

“She needs to hear this. She needs to hear what she’s put us through. Running around with criminals. Acting like the world owes her answers. And now? Now she ends up in a hospital bed, half-dead?” Benita’s shoulders stiffened. Her walls shot back up. Cillian stood. Not threatening. Not loud. Just steady. “She was brave,” he said. “She didn’t run. She tried to stop it. Not everyone could’ve done that.” Belle turned slowly. Her gaze sliced through him. “Who are you?” she asked coolly. Benita answered before he could. “My friend. He saved my life.” Belle’s expression didn’t soften. “What’s his name?”